20. Hermione POV

I sigh as I train with the rest of D.H.A. This was getting nowhere. It's hopeless. True, I did destroy the final Horcrux, but we are small in number and weak in strength. I killed our only hope. I slaughtered our only chance. Draco Malfoy, the Death Eater who back stabbed but loved, was our only chance. And what did I do? Yeah. Break up with him. Put him in the hospital wing. Make everybody hate him. Ugh! How could I have been so stupid?

I practice the Patronus Charm a few more times, watching happily as an otter swims around my wand.

Clearing my throat, I address the group. "Guys, we have one day until Voldemort attacks. Go, make final preparations, do what-"